تسجيل الدخولVioletFor the first few minutes after signing Axel’s ridiculous fake-dating agreement, neither of us spoke much. Maybe it was because the rules were still sitting between us even though he had folded the paper and slipped it into his jacket pocket. Or maybe it was because the moment he had pulled me to my feet, his hand had closed around mine tightly, and I forgot every practical reason I should stay away from him.No kissing. No unnecessary touching. No jealousy. Very clean rules. Very stupid rules.Because now I was on the ice with him, and his hand was already on my waist.His breath brushed the side of my ear, and I hated the way my body noticed it. His hand tightened slightly at my waist. He was much taller than me, and every time he moved behind me, I became aware of the difference in our bodies. His chest was near my back. His thighs brushed mine during turns. At one point he lifted me in the air like I was feather light. God, just how strong was he?I forced myself to look ah
VioletAxel Hale brought a contract to the rink?Not a discussion. Not a normal conversation like two people who were about to pretend to date each other for reasons that already sounded insane. Directly a contract? What was he afraid of?He placed the paper on the bench between us with a pen on top of it, then sat down beside me like this was a business meeting. Had he never dated before? What was it with Ashley then?I looked at the paper, then at him. “You wrote rules?”“Yes.”“For fake dating?”“Yes,” he breathed, like he was trying to restrain himself.I did not know what to say to that, so I looked away, my cheeks already heating up at this stupid proposal. I glanced at him. Axel looked calm, but not comfortable. His jaw was tight, and he had avoided looking directly at me since I arrived. His eyes flicked to my mouth for one second before he looked back at the paper.My face warmed because I remembered that kiss between us just before I passed out. The kiss that was not suppos
Violet Axel didn’t say a word during the drive back to my dorm but his fury filled the car. His jaw tightened every few seconds, and his large hands gripped the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles were white. I sat with my back pressed against the seat and watched the snowy buildings pass outside. The silence should have made me uncomfortable, yet my attention kept drifting toward Axel. His sleeves were pushed up to his elbows, exposing the veins running along his forearms. Each time he changed gears, the muscles flexed beneath his skin. Gosh, he was so powerful. If he decided to snap my neck, it would be like butter to him. When he stopped outside my dorm, I released the seat belt and reached for the door. Before I could open it, his hand shot out and closed around my wrist.“Did that fucker touch you?”The possessiveness in his voice made butterflies flutter violently in my belly. I turned toward him. His hazel eyes were darker than usual.“No,” I said. It was partially true
Chapter 23ColinMy fist slammed into the punching bag hard enough to send it swinging away from me. I hit it again and again, fury consuming me. Another right. I drove my fists into it until the chains above groaned and sweat ran into my eyes.But no matter how hard I hit it, I couldn’t erase the image of Violet walking away from me.She hadn’t even looked back. Axel had opened the passenger door, and she had climbed into his car. Then Axel had glared at me as if warning me to stay away from her. I had spent weeks trying to get close to her, invited her to my parties, used Lena and publicly dedicated my first goal to her. I was doing everything I could to win her over.If I failed, I could lose more than Violet.My next punch struck the bag with enough force to split the skin across my knuckles. Pain burned through my hand, but I welcomed it.At first, Violet had only been a job.Get close to the skater. Make her trust me. Keep her away from Axel for three months. In return, I would
Violet I looked at my professor, not knowing how to answer. My paper had been the last thing on my mind lately. Between the videos, my ruined room, Colin, and this strange arrangement with Axel, I had almost forgotten that she had asked me about publishing it.Most of the students had already left the classroom. I gathered my notebook and walked toward her desk, my cheeks heating with embarrassment. I was a good student. I had always taken my assignments seriously, and being offered the chance to publish my work should have been one of the best things to happen to me. Instead, I had ignored her request.“I’m sorry I didn’t get back to you earlier,” I said. “Things have been a little complicated.”“That’s all right.” She gave me a patient smile. “Have you made a decision?”Anxiety tightened my stomach. “Is it possible to publish my paper under a different name?”A frown appeared between her eyebrows. “A different name?”There was a silent question in her eyes. Why would a student want
VioletColin came after me. “Violet, wait.”I quickened my pace, but he caught up and stepped directly in front of me, blocking my path. He looked exhausted and apologetic, but the sight of him only brought back memories of the locked bedroom, and disgust crept beneath my skin. “We have to talk,” he said.I shook my head. “I have a class, and I’m already late.”I tried to move around him, but he stepped sideways with me. Students passing through the corridor began slowing down. Several stopped near the classroom doors, pretending to check their phones while watching us. A few people recognized us from the videos. They whispered to one another, and someone behind me snickered.My face heated.“Please,” Colin said. “Give me five minutes.”“There’s nothing to discuss.”He moved closer and lowered his voice. “I’m sorry about last night. I was desperate to have you. I wanted you to be mine so badly that I made a mistake.”A mistake? He had drugged me, locked me inside his bedroom, and thr







